Dawn Of The New Brood
This is my 1st wrestling fanfiction I've ever done. I've watched it for well over 9 years, personally loved the older stuff so I'm writing into more of those areas. I wanted to write something different from what I usually write for a change, try something new. Plus I loved The Brood, as most people I have my favourites and their one of mine. This is around 2001-2002 area, after Edge and Christian split up and the alliance had been tackled down. But with Christian still having his long hair : ) I don't own the people, just created the plot and what's in it, not what really happened in story lines.
A mysterious blood bath happens after one of Christians matches, he didn't do it but who did...? Return of The Brood? What's really happening and who's returned and why? And... Why are some people going missing?
Christian let out a loud sigh as he walked down the hotel corridors. Why was all this happening to him? Could his life get any worse?
Apparently that was a yes, he realised when he got to his and Edge's hotel room and found it close to being stripped bare. Even some of his stuff was missing... Why? Why would Edge want to take some of his stuff? Everything that belonged to Edge was totally gone...
Christian almost felt tears coming to his eyes, even he was finding it hard that he was getting so upset. Good chunk of weeks ago he couldn't have given a rats ass what happened or what his older brother did when he wasn't around him. But it felt like himself and Edge were finally forming an 'Ok' relationship after all the things they'd been through and done to each other. And now it's ending like this... Edge just disappearing off into the middle of nowhere and not saying anything.
Christian started to get the feeling that Edge didn't leave all by his sweet little self. Not after the way he'd been acting recently... Plus, after what happened to himself with the Hardy brother's, who knows what could've happened to him!
Christian shook his head, there was no point of him just standing there looking into space, deep in thought. If he didn't get back quick enough Jericho would be worried all about him. He moved quickly around the room, found his bags and started finding and packing whatever was left and what he could find. He noticed some very personal family objects were gone, strange, why would Edge want those? He had his own. Plus he couldn't find a few sets of his clothes but most was still there.
It took Christian about 15 minutes to quickly pack what he wanted, he really didn't want to be alone right now. Christian found a few things that was Edge had left behind and decided to pack them anyway, just in case something had happened to him or he accidentally left it here. He was about to leave the hotel room when he found a piece of paper taped to the door. When Christian got closer to the door to look he saw that it was labelled, Christian. And just under his name had a little The Brood symbol drawn on it, making Christian go wide eyed. Christian was getting sick of hearing about and seeing that damn symbol now! He felt a chill up his spine thinking about The Brood, the group was dead! Why was it still hanging around? Christian snatched it off the door and opened up the folded piece of paper.
Dear Christian,
Why did you have to go and do that yesterday? Don't know what I mean? You will soon.
Don't worry about me, I don't want you to, I'm fine. In fact, better than fine, best I've been my whole entire life.
The company? Don't care. Let them report me and stuff, whatever. They will never find me anyway.
DON'T WORRY FOR ME! Understand!? You're not alone, so don't worry about being by yourself. And I'll be knowing what you're doing...
Love you
Edge
Xxxxxxxxxxxxx
Christian just stared at the note in disbelief. The wording was creepy... He'll be knowing what he's doing? What does that even mean? Plus it wasn't even spoken like Edge... That just doesn't seem possible that they came from Edge, plus it gave no explanation to where he'd gone or anything. Anybody could've come in and written this!
Christian scrunched up the paper a little and shoved it into his jeans pocket and picked up his bags full of stuff. What the hell was he going to do with this? Should he hand this into the police? Christian was starting to think that that would actually not be such a bad idea. Well... What happens if Edge was really taken by force or something? He needed to know his brother was safe. What if the vampire brothers got him? Like before when they attacked him yesterday.
Christian opened the door and quickly looked around the hotel apartment, making sure he'd gotten everything and hadn't left anything behind. When he was sure he walked out totally and closed and locked it behind him.
He started to struggle with his fair few bags down the hallway, trying to get back to Jericho's room as fast as possible. Christian saw a figure loaded with long blonde hair heading his way and felt himself almost having a heart attack when he realised who it was.
"Hey Christian." The figure smiled at Christian when they were close enough to talk to each other.
"Oh... Hey... Test..." Christian greeted nervously, not sure where to look.
"That's an awful load of bags you got there, Christian." Test observed. "Going somewhere are we?"
"Yea... I'm just... Going to be changing hotels... I haven't been liking their services here." Christian stuttered and finally managed to pick out a lie to tell. "I'm going with Chris Jericho... Hope you don't mind having to have a room by yourself."
"Oh... Well... That's alright." Test finally said, looking a bit surprised by the new news. "Yea, that's fine. You and Chris Jericho are best friends anyways, aren't you? Be good for you anyway, you've been having a hard time and everything with the stuff you've been through."
"Thanks... For being so understanding Test." Christian forced out the thanks.
"Not a problem, Christian." Test smiled warmly at him. "You heading straight out or something?"
"Umm... Heading quickly back to yours and Jericho's current room." Christian replied, unsure whether it was a wise idea to say anything to whoever this really was.
"Well I was just heading off again to do some more errands, do you want me to drop you and Jericho off at your new hotel?" Test offered.
"Oh no, we're fine." Christian replied almost to quickly.
"You alright, little thing? You seem kind of off, not feeling well?" Test pulled a deeply concerned face at Christian. Almost lifting a hand up to feel for Christian's temperature.
Christian quickly darted his head away from Test's hand, not wishing to be touched by the bigger man. "I'm feeling a little... Ill. But I'll be fine!" He replied quickly, trying cover up.
"Ok... Well... At least let me carry your bags for you." Test offered again, being friendly as ever.
"I guess... Just to the door of the room, Ill be fine after that." Christian agreed, reluctantly. He saw that Test was being persistent and was most likely not going to let it go, so he had to let him do something.
"Ok." Test shrugged and took some of the bigger bags off Christian. Both of them started to walk down the corridors, Christian kept on trying to keep Test at arms length away from him. The guy was dead! So what did that make this... Person?... that's helping him!? "... Are you sure you're alright, Christian?" Test asked again. "You're incredibly jumpy and look really pale in the face."
"Oh... I'm sure I'll be fine. Most likely just need... Good food and some more sleep." Christian replied quickly, trying to shrug his nervousness and ill feeling off.
"You better. Don't want you to stay in such a state." Test warned, almost starting to sound like a parent.
Christian didn't care to reply to that and just kept on walking, giving Test a dodgy glare from the comment. And they soon reached the door and Test dropped Christian's bags and quickly swiped his room key through the security system.
"I better get going. Got things to do and check on." Test said simply. "Look after yourself now, Ok? See you at the next show or whatever."
"Sure. Thanks. Bye." Christian replied flatly and quickly picked up the other bags and pushed his way into the room.
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Jericho was just finishing loading his bags into the living room when Christian entered and he looked up at the clock to check the timing.
"Bit late, aren't you?" Jericho questioned briefly.
"Yea..." Christian replied blankly, while setting down his own bags.
Jericho didn't like the tone of voice and looked at Christian to see his friend very pale and disturbed. "Christian..." Jericho said softly. "Are you alright?..."
"No." Christian replied simply before setting himself roughly down onto the sofa.
"What's wrong?" Jericho continued to question and quickly rushed over to sit next to Christian on the sofa.
"Edge... He's gone..." Christian sighed, sadness could be clearly heard in his voice.
"Gone? Gone where?" Jericho frowned.
"I don't know!" Christian burst and let a few tears flow.
"Oh... Come on Christian..." Jericho replied softly again. "He couldn't have gone that far..."
Christian's hand dived into his jeans pocket and pulled out the note and handed it to Chris Jericho to read.
"That marks on this again..." Jericho observed before getting to read the main part. "That thing creeps me out."
"Not as much as it does me." Christian frowned.
Jericho looked at Christian warily and opened up to see the main part of the actual note. Jericho was starting to feel that this symbol represented something more and meant something to his best friend. Chris Jericho pulled a funny confused face when he read it and kept rereading it, as if not understanding what he was hearing. "This... This thing doesn't sound like Edge at all. That's not his words." Jericho declared finally.
"I know. That's what makes me worried, even more." Christian shot back.
"I think someone else must have written this. There's no way Edge would've just left like this and stuff without at least dragging you along with him. Plus that symbol just appearing again like this..." Jericho frowned.
"Yea... Creepy." Christian replied flatly.
"Don't worry. We'll soon be totally away from all of this, need some space to think and relax." Chris Jericho tried to reassure Christian. "By the way... You don't look so good... Do you want some sleep or something?"
"No." Christian replied bluntly, how could he sleep at a time like this? "I think... Just before we leave we should... Maybe... Report this to the police."
"You really think that it's a set up by someone else, don't you?"
"Of course. It's just not like Edge, especially the recent Edge." Christian nodded. "Plus after what happened to myself last night, I'd say that it could be a good possibility."
"You're right... I guess..." Jericho nodded slowly. "Well... I guess we could quickly stop by the police station and stuff before heading to the airport."
"Yea and wait and see whether he at least turns up for work while we're away." Christian agreed, but seriously doubted that he would. "I just hope... That he'll call me or something, so I know what he's doing and that he's alright."
"He should do, hopefully. I'm sure he will if he can reach a phone." Jericho agreed, trying to comfort Christian's thoughts. "Oh... How did you get all those bags back up here? Must've had to have done several trips... Plus... Who let you into the room?"
Christian went pale a little, rethinking his bang in with Test. "Well... Our little 'friend' was in the corridors."
"Test?" Jericho frowned.
Christian just nodded to it.
"What was he doing around here!?" Jericho exclaimed. "He didn't come in here or anything... Why would he be back here, at the hotel, and not come into his own hotel room!?"
"Well, I don't know!" Christian shot back. "I found him walking down the hall quite near mine and Edge's room. God knows why he was around there in the first place!"
"I'm not sure I even want to know!" Jericho retaliated.
"But... What is he?..." Christian almost whispered in fear. "It can't be our Test, can it?"
"... I don't... Know..." Jericho stuttered, worried for both their safety. "But one things for sure. I'm not going to allow him near us again, understand?"
Christian just nodded, all of this as a whole was just purely giving him a headache and making him feel sick. The newspaper was saying that the real Test had been found dead at the companies work place... "... What happens if it's like a shape shifter or something...?"
"Don't be ridiculous, Christian." Jericho snorted to the idea. "You're letting your fear run away with your imagination."
"And let me remind you... And I didn't believe in vampires... Till now." Christian mocked and frowned. As far as he was concerned anything could be real.
"..." Jericho was silent for a few minutes before finally speaking. "Well... Come on. No point in us just hanging around here and getting stressed about things. And I want us to preferably be out of harms way as quick as possible."
"Suppose." Christian grunted and got up to start picking up his bags.
--
Both Christian and Jericho looked relieved when they realised that they could just call a member of staff to carry their luggage down to their car. Acting duh headed? Fears and scares do that to you.
"It's the black one in the exclusive spot, can't miss it." Jericho told the member of staff.
The member of staff nodded in understanding and continued to push the cart full of Chris Jericho and Christian's luggage. Both the blondes had to go over and check out of the main desk.
The person smiled warmly at them when they approached and said they both wanted to check out.
"Names?" She asked politely.
"Chris Jericho, on the WWF account." Jericho answered simply.
"Christian Cage, also on the WWF account." Christian added. "We weren't sharing rooms together though."
"Thank you..." She replied softly and tapped into the computers. "Rooms... 202 and 253?"
"Yep." Both of the friends replied in unison.
"Ok..." She replied sweetly and continued to tap into the computer. "What about... Edge and Test?"
"Oh... Test should be staying on in the current room... I think..." Christian replied, unsure whether he should say yes or no.
"Really? He hasn't been checking in for a fair few days like he all the others have been on the WWF account..." The lady raised an eyebrow.
"Past couple of days?" Christian questioned, almost letting his mouth just totally drop to the floor.
"No, no. There has to be some kind of mistake..." Jericho stuttered, in denial of what the woman had just said to them.
"I'm afraid not Mr... Jericho."
"But... That can't be so." Jericho continued in denial. "Test slept in my room just last night..."
"That's impossible. He hasn't even been seen around the hotel in days, very uncommon."
"But... I just saw him like... 30 minutes ago, right here, in the corridors." Christian butted in with his protest.
"Once again... Impossible."
Both of them frowned at the comment. Christian knew who and what he saw! The person that's at least looking like Test was definitely there.
"Same goes for... Edge, is it?" The lady continued. "He hasn't been seen in a good while and hasn't been checking in."
"That's ridiculous!" Christian burst. "I saw him! Just yesterday. He stayed in the hotel just yesterday."
"There are no records of him doing so." The lady replied flatly.
"But... I've just been to our room... His stuff has been cleared out. He must've been in and done that..." Christian replied with a stunned facial expression.
"Sorry but that can't be correct. They both must've just left without either of your acknowledgements of them leaving." The lady brushed off their comments. "You're free to leave, I've checked both of you out. But I'm afraid... Since the other two haven't been around and stuff then I'm going to have to let the rooms go and be free to let out."
Both nodded in understanding, they guessed, and left the desk and walked out of the hotel and into the parking lot and quickly found Jericho's car. The cart full of their luggage had been left next to the car's boot and both blonde's continued to load their stuff into the car in total silence.
Both of them got into the car and Jericho just drove off blankly.
"Where are we going?" Christian finally broke the silence and gave a nervous glare across to Jericho.
"Police station." Jericho replied blankly, his eyes not leaving the road.
"You think that's smart too?" Christian probed him.
"Somethings not right here, Christian. Not right at all... Some of the things... Even impossible." Jericho shook his head slightly in disbelief but his eyes still remained on the road. "Edge just had a match on WWF last night! Plus you two shared the room the night before. That combined with Edge's disappearance, people's deaths, the two vampire brothers, the note and that 'not checking in' thing on top of it equals tell the police and get both of our butts out of here. QUICKLY!"
Christian just looked straight ahead, stunned as hell. Realising when Jericho added it all up, it was possibly even worse than he imagined... And what was worse? It was circulated all around him!
Looks like Jericho and Christian are off on their trip now but what awaits them ahead?
Been enjoying writing this, hope you lot have liked reading it so far : )